Word: resentment
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...native Long Islander, I resent your referring to New York's playground as "Long Guyland" [TIME, June...
...that ever plodded out of a studio make-up salon. The picture may also appeal to some children; it tells how a horde of anti-mule, glue-factory-minded grownups are foiled by a pro-mule boy (Lon McCallister) and his girl (June Haver). Adult people and horses may resent the film's hee-hawed refrain: that mules are smarter than either of them...
...alumnus of Avon Old Farms, class of '36, I ... resent your calling Avon "a fancy prep school for rich kids"; it was nothing of the sort. . . . Avon was a school especially designed to develop individual tendencies in every boy who went there. By the system of "Community Service" at the farm, stables, in the woods, in the garage, in the power house, in student government, etc., each student was taught something practical, along with studies and sports. The school was MEANT to be entirely different from Taft, Choate, Kent and all the rest, which tended to turn out "types...
...make no attempt to defend or criticize General MacArthur since I feel that neither I nor the VAM are qualified to do so. This letter is written primarily because I resent the obviously prejudiced remarks made by a group claiming to represent the opinions of all veterans. I have no objection to any individual or group of individuals expressing their political views, but I do object to the use of the term "veterans" in making their views known publicly. We have the AMVETS, AVC, VFW, veteran bars, veteran filling stations, veteran cabs, and now Veterans Against MacArthur. When will...
Great Mystic Purpose. Many readers are likely to resent Author St. John's fervent acceptance of New Yugoslavia. They will also resent his stunning platitudes (e.g., "In European countries where there is wild inflation the value of the native currency is constantly dropping") and his soap-opera similes ("When the sun came up, the Vardar Valley looked like a young woman in a transparent white negligee standing in the morning light rubbing the sleep out of her eyes"). But criticism should not perturb bearded Bob St. John, whose faith in Tito is matched by faith in his own powers...